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Revenge Is Served - a short story by A.B.King

   Once upon a time, in a land far far away on the planet of Bork, there lived a very strong Borkling named Pluck.
   Now Borklings were blue in colour if they were male and red in colour if they were female, but they both had big beautiful wings.
   Bork was a male and one day he decided to take the law into his own hands and become a self appointed super hero. He found a group of like-minded Borklings and they gave themselves a corny super hero group name.
   Although their name sucked, their game didn’t and with time they became famous in the country on Planet Bork in which they lived.
   As with all Justice Seekers, revenge is sometimes a motivator and you can’t tell if a super hero is seeking justice or chasing a personal vendetta.
   Pluck soon found himself always seeking revenge on one bad guy and another. After all when criminals hurt us, we hurt them back and put them in jail. Hurt those that hurt you. But in a super hero’s world , hurt those who hurt others, that is the super hero motto. The problem is that there is a thin line between punching up bad guys as a necessity when they resist arrest and punching up bad guys because it makes you feel good – It feels so right to beat up someone so bad. The thing is that is called revenge, it’s different from justice.
   Pluck narrowed his missions down to seeking revenge. If you wanted revenge call Pluck and his group of super heroes on their hotline and revenge would be served.
   Pluck’s group of super heroes grew really big and there seemed to be always work for everybody because someone always wanted revenge.
   A few years later, the Planet of Bork seemed empty, however its prisons were very full.
   It turned out that everyone had had someone else who had wronged them and they all wanted revenge. No matter how good or nice you were, somewhere along the line you might have done something to someone – something so bad that is deserving of a jail sentence.
   That made Pluck realize the importance of forgiveness and never seeking revenge. For as it was written in the bible, all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.
   The same way someone might have done something to you that you deem unforgivable, is the same way you might have done something to someone else that they deem unforgivable. He who has no sin let him cast the first stone.
   Understanding this, Pluck then restructured his group of super heroes to seek justice not revenge.

                                                              THE END.

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Through Cold or Heat, Through Strength or Pain/
They Carry our Troubles, All Night, All Day/
They Risk their Future, To Keep us Safe/
Have you said a Prayer, For a Cop today?/
Without Police, No one would be Safe/
Bodies would paint the Street like Syria Today/
After the West played Chess and won the Game/
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Without Police in America, today/
Your Head and Your Body could be in different States/
One Part in Alabama, The Other part Up-State/
Have you said a Prayer, For a Cop today?/
We owe our Lives to Our Boys In Blue/
They carry the weight of the Red, White, and Blue/
And make it a Nation all Nations come to/
Have you said Thanks, To a Cop today?/

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Crucify the Rich, Burn them at the Stake/
Punish them for succeeding, where the rest of us has failed/
Their Remote controls the State like the TV channels they made/
Only 1 per cent are safe, 99 per cent are slaves/
Occupy the 1 per cent, Hello to Project Eliminate/
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Like Marie Antoinette, and then We Would Eat Cake/
All Rich People are Evil, Greedy, and Really Vain/
Away with Rich people, Let us dig their graves/
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Who needs the Rich to build Banks, Skyscrapers, and Planes/
Who needs the Rich to build Rockets to take us to Outer Space/
Wealth can't create more jobs than poverty makes/
Poverty is what this country needs, take wealth away/
Destroy the Rich to make the world a better place/
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Success awaits every man at the top of the hill/
But after she shakes your hands, you see another hill/
New hills grow taller if you pause to sleep/
Success has feet, she can just get up and leave/
A Real Leader must love this people more than he loves himself/
And be willing to make the ultimate sacrifice for them/
He must be dead to self, and live for them/
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It struts forward to mean liberating others wrists/
So if you don't liberate others you're imprisoned yourself/
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Don't judge me by conquered Mountain Tops/
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